Chapter 17
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S he stepped closer to Mason. They stood toe to toe for a few minutes, then he bent down and kissed her lips. She liked it. She moved into the circle of his arms, and he froze.
"Hang tight. I need to take a shower. I've been working my ass off at the Sandbar and I'm dirty."
She grinned. "I can wash your back."
His beautiful brown eyes changed. They deepened in color, and he swallowed. Her stomach twirled as she waited for him to say something. She was seriously forward with him, but she wanted him. She wanted to do all things with him.
When he responded, his voice cracked. "Okay."
She smiled and began unbuttoning her blue blouse. He watched her intently as she slowly shrugged her blouse down her arms. She hung her bouse on the dining room chair, then began unfastening the button and zipper on her slacks. His eyes dipped down to watch her fingers, and his nostrils flared when she let her silky slacks fall down her hips. She slowly bent to pick up her slacks, folded them, and dropped them over the dining room chair as well. When she turned back to Mason, he stood transfixed, staring at her body.
"You're sexy, Carley Page."
She smiled. It felt good that he enjoyed watching her. "I think you're sexy too, Mason Thompson."
She slid her hands behind her and unfastened her bra strap. His eyes waited on her breasts for the showing. She let her bra slide down her arms, catching it before it fell to the ground. She lay that over her slacks on the chair.
Mason's hand reached out and touched her breasts. He cupped each one in a hand and gently squeezed. His thumbs played over her nipples, and she closed her eyes, enjoying the feel. Her eyes flew open when she felt his warm wet mouth suck one of her breasts into his mouth. Her hands dug into his hair as his mouth plundered her breasts. He moved his mouth from one to the other, sucking in deeply as he did. It went straight to her core. The feeling of his mouth on her body was incredible.
He pulled away and she groaned.
He chuckled. "Finish."
Her eyes locked with his. He didn't say anything, he didn't smile, he waited. It was sexy.
She tucked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs. She balanced on one foot and removed them from the other leg, then repeated. She lay her panties over her bra.
She turned to see him eagerly staring at her body. She'd never been shy about her body; she knew she looked good. Even though she'd gained a few pounds over the years, she still looked good.
He undid his jeans and pulled them down, tugging his underwear with them. Then he quickly stepped forward, scooped her into his arms, and lifted her to his waist. She wrapped her legs around his waist and instantly felt him position his cock at her entrance.
She kissed his lips; he kissed her back. He pulled her body down onto his cock slowly. She held him tightly around his shoulders. The position was awkward but sexy as hell.
His hands gripped her ass and moved her up and down, though he couldn't pull out as far as he had last night. But it felt incredible. Her breathing came in spurts as her orgasm drew close. Then he lifted her off him and set her on the floor. It took her a few moments to realize what happened, and she started to protest. He spun her around, and she gripped the counter. With his feet, he slid her feet further apart.
"Stick your ass out for me, Carley."
She did as he asked, about to protest that she didn't want to do that without lubricant. But he didn't slide into her ass, he slid into her pussy nice and slow. The firmness of his cock and the thickness spread her perfectly. She moaned as he moved in and out of her. Then, his fingers wrapped around her body and pressed into her clit. That was just about it.
He found that perfect spot and rhythmically circled it as his cock slid in and out.
Her orgasm rolled over her quickly and she gasped as she came. He didn't stop, he kept going. His fingers worked her faster and her clit was so sensitive she gasped as he added pressure.
He whispered in her ear. "Do it again, Carley."
She could smell them. Their scent together was incredible. She'd never walk into this kitchen again without thinking about this right here.
She cried out her orgasm as he slid into her again and held himself inside. He moaned and jerked a few times as he came inside of her. His breathing ragged near her ear.
She dropped her head into her hands on the cool granite countertop. She closed her eyes, waiting for her breathing to return to normal. But before that happened, Mason spun her around, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom. He set her on the floor, reached in, turned the water on, and then stared at her.
"You are so fucking sexy."
She swallowed to moisten her throat. "So are you."
He grinned and she loved that little grin of his. As soon as steam rolled out of the shower, he took her hand and pulled her gently into the shower. "You said you'd wash my back."
She chuckled. "I'd like my back washed too."
He growled out. "I'll wash your entire body."
Perfect.
***
Carley's phone rang and she tapped the button on her steering wheel to answer it.
"Hello, Carley Page, how can I help you?"
"Hello, Carley this is Layton Terry, I was with you yesterday. You were showing me condo number five. I'd like to take another look at it this evening, please."
"Okay." Her heart dropped. She didn't really care to show him the condo alone. Yesterday was weird. "I have an appointment at five, but I could be at the condo at six o'clock, would that work for you?"
"Actually I'd like it a little bit later, I have to work myself and can't get there until about eight o'clock."
"Oh, it's almost dark by eight o'clock. I've been barred from showing the condos after dark due to the current owners and their privacy. Are you sure we can't be there a little sooner?"
"No, that's the soonest I can get there."
"Well, maybe I can answer some questions for you. What is it that you need to see?"
He hesitated a moment and her stomach did somersaults.
"I actually would just like to see the place again and then go ahead and put in an offer, but I want to refresh myself with the size of the closets and the fixture finishings before I make a final decision."
Carley swallowed. She didn't like him, and she got a weird feeling from him. Maybe Margo could take a break and come with her. Mason would be working till eight or nine. Maybe he could get off at eight.
"Well, let me see if I can find someone to come with me, then I can give you a call back."
He hesitated for a moment. "Why do you need someone to come with you?"
"Well, it's just after dark, a girl can never be too careful, you know?"
"Hmm, all right. Well, I'll wait to hear from you."
The phone call ended, and she tapped the button on her steering wheel to end the call. She rotated her head on her shoulders. He just gave off a weird vibe, but like Margo said yesterday, people who have had a bad past may be reluctant to offer friendship or be congenial. He certainly wasn't trying hard to be congenial, that was a fact.
She parked her car at the back of her office building. She glanced all around to make sure no one was hanging around, and as soon as she felt sure no one was around, she strode in the back door.
Addison was sitting at her desk with a smile on her face. "Hi, Carley. Police Chief Tray Fielding called you a while ago. He'd like you to give him a call right away, please."
Carley nodded. "Okay, thanks."
Addison cocked her head. "Is everything okay?"
Carley stopped progress to her office and turned. She moved to stand before Addison. She swallowed a lump in her throat and shrugged. "So, I found a scratched-up old medallion between the carpeting and the wall at the condo that Mason just bought. Some guy left a note on my windshield saying I had something that belonged to him. I then saw him watching me pull out of my parking spot in back yesterday. I told Jace about it and he asked for the note and medallion. He looked at his security cameras and found the man putting the note on my windshield at the Sandbar. He took it to Chief Fielding yesterday, so that's probably what the chief wants to talk to me about."
"Well, that’s creepy. If he was standing out back, how about we make sure the back door is locked at all times?" she asked.
"I'm totally fine with that. I'll go check it right now." Carley went to the back door and made sure it was locked. She came back to Addison's desk.
Addison said "Layton Terry just called and was looking for you. I gave him your cell phone number. He said it was important that he speak with you."
Just the mention of his name made a knot form in Carley’s throat. "Yes, he called me. He wants to see the condo again tonight but not until eight o'clock. I don't really care to meet him that late."
"I don't blame you, he's weird."
"Well, he certainly is different, I'll say that, and he's not very friendly. Yesterday I found what looks like a thumb drive in the dirt the landscapers were digging up around the building. He became increasingly weird about seeing it. I told him I would give it to Quinn. It certainly wasn't his, and it wasn't mine, but he kept insisting he see it. I'm grateful Mason was there. He stepped between us and told the man it wasn't anything for him to worry about."
Addison kind of shivered "Well, that's creepy too. Maybe we should lock the front door also."
Carley laughed. "How will customers come in?"
"Well, it's not like we have a drove of walk-in customers. I'm right here. I can unlock the door for anyone who comes up."
Carley nodded "You know that's not a bad idea, why don't you go ahead and do that. I'm gonna go check my voicemail and emails and call Chief Fielding."